She was loved by all

Casterly Rock, 273 AC

It has been a peaceful year since my rebirth. I came to realise some differences between game of thrones and asoiaf.

For exemple, the Lannisters all have golden hairs and green eyes, just like me. I have the same pale green eyes as my father. And people don't look the same. Tywin is younger than I thought and has a weird beard.

I partially learned the language of Westeros and I'm still trying to improve myself. I discovered that my name is Leonard like in my past life. Leonard Lannister, it has a nice ring to it, may I say.

The maids are praising my looks all day. I was called 'cute' more times since my rebirth than in my entire past life. It's both nice and a little sad.

I also learned that shortly after my birth, winter came and is expected to last for two years. It's not a bad omen, I hope. It's pretty cold but not that bad. We don't have as much snow as the North. The harvests of the Westerlands are pitiful tho, it's even worse for the houses situated in the mountains.

I'm healthy in all sense of the term and I learn somewhat faster than other toddlers due to my circumstances. I could have been faster, but the language is a big barrier.

And I'm only one year old, I got my life in front of me so no stress. I don't intend to rush anything.

My mom Joanna is just the best. She is lovely and care a lot about her children. She is quite weak tho and she is in the end of her pregnancy with Tyrion. She is so frail right now, everyone is worried about her.

I know her fate, but what can I do? I'm a toddler without any medical knowledge. In my past life, I only knew the use of some medications. As for how to create it ? Don't make me laugh. I wasn't too smart and wasn't really curious about things.

I was temporary fed at her breasts and it felt just right. But it didn't stay that way for long. She is weakened and pregnant. It's not the time for her to lose additional strength.

Knowing it's a fiction, I felt a bit detached from this world, as if it wasn't reality. But I accepted gradually this new life as my own. So it pains me to see my mom in such a state.

Tywin is away, I barely saw him a few times. He is cold and rarely ever smiles. It's clear that he loves me and the twins tho. Everything he does is for his family after all, or his family's legacy at the very least.

He is like an early twentieth century kind of dad I suppose. My past life's great grandfather wasn't that far from that in his early years, except for money.

He is the hand of the king, good old Aerys the not so mad, at least for the moment. So his home is Kingslanding for now, never went there but the show portrayed it as quite the sh*tty place.

Jaime and Cersei have been super enthousiastic about my birth. They played with me from time to time. I felt dumb to make baby noises to please them but whatever. They are six years old and something recently happened… What is her problem ?

(Flashback begins)

I went down my crib and crawled to go in maester Creylen's reserves when he wasn't around. I found a parchment laying on the ground and decided to try to read it.

I learned part of the language by listening to the servants talking. They talk all day so that really helps. But what better way to learn a language than by reading ? It's even better because there are difficult words on a parchment.

Anyway, I was living my life when suddenly, I feel my danger sense tingling. Shortly after, my older brother and sister enter the room and close the door behind them in a hurry.

I hid myself well, so there was no way for them to see me. Cersei blocked Jaime in a corner of the room before placing one leg between both of his.

She started the touch him fiercely left and right before placing a kiss on his cheek.

Jaime's face was red and looked like a computer with problems to process the incoming informations.

« I wanted to try this with you, we may try more in the future. »

What a bold statement.

It was a whisper in Jaime's ear. But I'm so engrossed into this weird moment that I managed to hear it. And I didn't detect any lie. Can one be thirsty at that age ?

Jaime gulped hard before nodding and looking like he found his purpose in life.

After some more kisses, they left the room without knowing that I was a spectator of this whole situation.

I sighed really hard. This wasn't in the show… is this even canon? Christ, they are six. I didn't even have a nintendo at that time.

(End of the cursed flashback)

Now I'm exploring the castle while crawling. I never saw a castle as beautiful as this one. So I shamelessly explore its every corner when I feel like it.

A friendly maid called Sabrina always tries to stop this bad habit of mine, considering my age. But I'm too sneaky for her, deal with it.

Days passed and the moment of Tyrion's birth arrived.

Things will get depressing. It was to be expected. I'm more or less ready emotionally.

The birth is complicated, more gross than what was supposed to be. Some maids are saying it's a butchery.

Meaningwhile, my siblings and I are waiting outside as we aren't permitted access due to how precarious the situation is. I'm being carried by Cersei. She likes me, I guess?

I heard dad was on his way in a hurry for his new child's birth.

And when I saw him arriving, the maester went out of the room with a baby on his arms. In front of his lord, the maester isn't sure about his following words. But it has to happen.

« This is your third son, my lord. Lady Joanna named him Tyrion. I'm afraid it was the last thing she did in this world. She passed away. I'm sorry, I truly am. In addition, little Tyrion seems to suffer from some deformations. From my expertise, it should be a case of dwarfism. »

I saw successive emotions flashing on my father's face: Happiness for his new son's birth and sadness for his loss. But after processing each information, he seems to look at Tyrion with hate and disgust.

« This is not my son. Take it away from my sight. NOW. »

It was said in such a crude tone…

« Yes, my lord. »

And the Maester ran away before calling a maid to assist him with Tyrion. A maid arrives to his side but looks displeased. This just shows how loved Joanna was.

The majority of the maids prefered to take care of the corpse of their beloved lady.

Speaking about maester Creylen, can't say I passed a lot of time with him yet. But he is an alright guy from what I've seen so far, as alright as a member of the Citadel can be.

I see my father also going away without saying anything to any of us. The twins are sobbing loudly while holding hands. I got out of my sister's arms and started crying as well.

After some time, we sit quietly and my siblings are still trying to digest the news of our mother's death. But they just can't, and won't be able to for at least some weeks I would say.

I don't see myself crying for longer than some days tho, I loved her but I barely have known her. It sure has been a wonderful year, but a single year nonetheless.

I can hear Cersei speaking under her breath about how Tyrion is a monster, how he is a living curse and a calamity. But Jaime has some guts growing and decides to hug her and placed a deep kiss on her cheek to take her away from those dark thoughts.

It has the right effect as the two share a sweet moment. It would be be cute if I didn't know about their secret reunions. These two… sigh.

A maid arrives and picks me up, carrying me to my room for me to sleep. It's late and I'm still seen as a baby, so I get along with it.